WYATT'S POV
I couldn't sleep, the bed felt cold and I missed Kat's scent around me so finally I gave up and climbed out of bed.
I pulled on my jumper and headed downstairs, passing my bedroom door as I did, I longed to go inside and climb into bed with my mate but the look of fear on her face from earlier stopped me dead.
I hated that she was afraid of me, I hated that she'd seen Kai and myself at our worst, I'd seen that look of terror before, my mother had it around my father whenever he'd loose it and I promised myself that Kat would never look at me like that
'Who told her about our past!' Kai was furious, he wanted to link everyone in Kats life and force them to confess but it didn't matter, the damage was already done, what I needed to focus on now was damage control.
'Her power
